The War Cry . the river drive, withlis scores of minalong those barksdriving logs,ruling the air with their o,atha and ;?.And the counterpart of my picture, mo-thlnks, was pictured In that mans mind—pictured by tho Devil, who saw the tiv\r-drops and the hoiiving breast, .and withhis grciit sublioiy, rolBod before hisminds eye In lellero maybe of Are. thatcniol lie. IMPOSSIBLE TO LIVRCHRIST THERE ! And yet there is a CHniST. Who laKing of lumber camps and aaw-mllls—those places where the Word of God sel-dom. If over, reachcn-n power for YOIT,my brother. It you arc a lumtorman, t
The War Cry . the river drive, withlis scores of minalong those barksdriving logs,ruling the air with their o,atha and ;?.And the counterpart of my picture, mo-thlnks, was pictured In that mans mind—pictured by tho Devil, who saw the tiv\r-drops and the hoiiving breast, .and withhis grciit sublioiy, rolBod before hisminds eye In lellero maybe of Are. thatcniol lie. IMPOSSIBLE TO LIVRCHRIST THERE ! And yet there is a CHniST. Who laKing of lumber camps and aaw-mllls—those places where the Word of God sel-dom. If over, reachcn-n power for YOIT,my brother. It you arc a lumtorman, thatwill enable you to stand for Christ, iuidhear tlie Ilru unninrhlngly, a Christ withWhom yau can communo, though sur-rounded hy HIB onemlcB. at .ill It, for Jesus* sake, nnd for your poi>r,old, maybe—dead—forgolton mothers,who innplit yon to llpp a preyn^. *^ In n,n your wanderings, you havenot forgotten. Try It, T say. You MUSTprove this IP BVBH YOU ARE GOINOTO GAIN IT IB NOT ot the Ellta ot Un;loToms cabin fame wu are going towrlio. Our Ellia hasnt the blackskin : hut, ah mo ! how black tho heart-black wUh the sina of yusjs. When Eilra was bom, In tho llttlo, hum-blo home, her Christian father and moth-er loved and carroaHed tho little ono. andne\-er dreamd, as tliey llalened to tho m-nucent prattle, and watched their darl-ing ut play, that alio would ?.v^.r ^omo abet^olted drunkard. The jl^ars of lier ohIldhoGd had seaivolypassed when, alas ! death entered thehome, LiLkhis away Luiii father and liiotil-or, and she. poor child, after ihc lastsad ritca had been performed, and herloved ones laid away from hor Bluht. w,islukon to the home ot her slBtor, who berore hnil married a drunkard,mill had now become nearly as bad asher liiisbaiid. it you will not drink It, I will throw11 over you, her sister said one day, aslion time arier she entered her she lieh! the ghisn, lllled with ihataeeursed siuiT that blights
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